The Pearl on the Emperor’s Crown

Xie Ying and Yan Fengqin greeted each other. The capital of the two men was deep, and naturally no one could see the dark waves in their eyes.

The queen mother smiled and looked at these few grandchildren, who were called the best grandchildren in the dynasty, and knew that they were all going to be consorts, and they were kind to these grandson-in-laws, so she asked a few of them to drink on their own without having to follow them at any time.

Xie Ying and others led the order to another room.

When the people arrived, the queen mother and the princesses began to have dinner. The little girls were pleasing the queen mother. There was constant laughter during the dinner, and the atmosphere at the man's table was subtle.

Xie Shao rarely drank alcohol and talked seldom.

Yan Fengqin knew about Xie Shao's habits and didn't say anything. It was just that the wine glass was too small, so the waiter asked the waiter to get two more shallow porcelain bowls. The newly presented porcelain bowl is painted with enamel flowers, which is obviously not a wine bowl. Although it was not a big one, it was at least better than a cup, so Yan Fengqin didn't ask for another change.

Yan Fengqin raised the pot and filled the two bowls, and looked at Xie Ying: "My third brother, we met in a hurry last time, and we didn't even drink a sip of wine. How about making it up this time?"

Xie Ying glanced at him sideways, picked up one of the bowls at random, touched the opponent, and drank with his head up.

Yan Fengqin smiled and said, "I like the refreshment of the third brother."

Yan Fengqin then took another pot and poured it a second time. Xie Ying took the second time.

The two of them were drinking as if they were drinking water, and the waiter on the side looked stunned. This is the tea cane wine tributed by Chenzhou. It is sweet and sweet, and has great stamina. The two elders drink like this... but Yan Fengqin even laughs. He was so powerful that he was in Wengquan Palace as if he were in Jingzhou. He asked the waiter to continue serving wine, and specifically asked for wine jars instead of jugs.

The waiter in charge of the men's seat immediately went to ask the Queen Mother for instructions, and the Queen Mother frowned slightly: "How can I drink this way." After all, he said: "It's up to them."

The waiter hurried away and brought a lot of wine to Yan Fengqin.

Xie Shao stared at serving one bowl after another, Xie Ying always carelessly. The other party drank a little anxiously, and a wisp of spirit-colored liquor escaped from the corner of his mouth, winding down the raised chin, and dipping into the shirt. Xie Shao's eyes moved slightly, knowing that Xie Ying was gradually getting drunk.

He looked at Yan Fengqin and said, "My dear son, you and Aying have the emperor's fate after all. If the princesses call for something temporarily, it will be bad to see you so drunk."

Yan Fengqin finally had a hint of drunkenness in his eyes. He thought for a while and looked at Xie Ying and said, "It's good to have a brother who cares. Third brother, drink it next time?"

Xie Ying's red eyes sneered and smiled indifferently: "I'll be with you at any time."

Xie Ying was the first to leave the table. He indeed drank too much. Therefore, when he entered the Four Seasons Garden and took Zhu Yi, who was changing his clothes, into his arms, Zhu Yi couldn’t help but fan the wind with his hands. Want to avoid.

"Yi Yi." Xie Ying refused to allow her to escape. He pressed the girl's back against the wall and then lowered his head to kiss. The smell of alcohol in his mouth almost made Zhu Yi too drunk.

"Why do you drink so much?" Zhu Yi finally got a gap to speak, a little angry: "You wait, I'll make sober soup!"

"No, I'm not drunk."

Xie Ying hugged Zhu Yi and put it on the couch again, bullying her and pressing her, and continuing to linger in her mouth. Zhu Yi watched Xie Ying who was biting her tongue with her eyes closed, not crying or laughing, wondering if he knew. Who is he kissing.

It was not until Xie Ying said in an unclear tone in her ear: "I really want to hide Yi Yi." Zhu Yi was not sure that he knew what he was doing. She frowned and said, "Drunk and talk nonsense."

Xie Ying smiled, his eyelids finally lifted, he stared at her condescendingly, staring at the prey like a beast: "Then I will stop talking nonsense."

Zhu Yi quickly understood what Xie Ying meant when he stopped talking nonsense. He really stopped talking nonsense, and turned into pretending to be mad with alcohol, and he did nothing to her with his temper.

Xie Ying completely regarded her as a little thing he liked, and his hands arbitrarily squeezed her round and flirted up and down. Zhu Yi was panting repeatedly by the man, his eyes were dim, and he gently held his hand, trying to snuggle into his embrace. Xie Ying pushed her away, pulled her stripped outer clothing and pillowed it under his head to fall asleep.

"..." Zhu Yi stared at Xie Ying's sleeping face for a moment, and kicked the drunk **** the drunk's leg. However, the next moment, she whispered and retracted her foot. The muscles on the man's body made her big toe sore. Zhu Yi sat on the bed and rubbed his feet lightly, a little bit eager to cry without tears, who was Xie Ying drunk? Let her be so unlucky.

However, Zhu Yi also loves Jie, so she has to get up to fetch water for Xie Ying to scrub, and she has been busy for a long time before she sleeps peacefully.

She woke up suddenly at the fifth watch, but Xie Ying had already left. Zhu Yi lost sleep and got up.

In the Wengquan Palace, several princesses have their daily meals arranged in one place, unlike in the forbidden city, they are all used by the mother or concubine.

Zhu Yi practiced his calligraphy for a while, put a pen and asked Zhu Chuo to go to breakfast together.

Zhu Chuo's court lady knew that the two sisters were intimate and had no communication. Zhu Yi entered the room and shouted: "A Chuo." Zhu Chuo's hand was hiding behind his back.

Zhu Yi was startled slightly, and stepped forward to pull her hand and said: "I have seen it all, don't hide it!"

So the purse in Zhu Chuo's hand was pulled over by Zhu Yi. It was a navy blue satin, embroidered with gold silk and silver thread...what? Zhu Yi tusk, this crooked stitch is indeed something Zhu Chuo himself made. At a glance, it's made for men.

"What is embroidered?" Zhu Yi studied some complicated patterns on it: "Bull-eyed bull?"

"It's a tiger head, what a bulging bull! Can't you see the king character pattern on it?" Zhu Chuo snatched his purse back.

Zhu Yi said with a loud voice: "Do it for...Han Yunrong?"

"Yes." Zhu Chuo nodded shyly, and said again: "The third child, don't be jealous. I will make you a purse and embroider a phoenix for you."

Zhu Yi hurriedly waved his hand: "No, I can't bear to do these hurting eyes, A Chuo is too hard." The most important thing is that she doesn't want to wear a bald chicken on her body.

"All right." Zhu Chuo didn't insist either, she also knew that she was a female celebrity. This "general" is still the effect of her self-beautification.

Zhu Yi thought, Zhu Chuo even made her purse, so she... then asked: "A Chuo, did you plan to do what you said that day?"

"What's the matter?" Zhu Chuo pretended to be stupid.

Zhu Yi said: "That's what you said, you want to seduce Han Yunrong."

Zhu Chuo was choked, Zhu Yi was sometimes bold, she thought the other party would be embarrassed to mention it. Seeing it, he said: "The third child, you just leave me alone. Anyway, I must be with him. Apart from having a child, I can't think of any other way to get my father to marry him."

Zhu Yi sighed: "But, let's not say whether your father will let you do what you want, it's not that you...you will definitely get pregnant after that. Look at the number of women your father favors, how many are pregnant with dragon heirs?"

"I know." Zhu Chuo muttered in a low voice, "But if it's a good day for me, it's easy to have it."

She even knows this? Zhu Yi was silent for a moment: "Achuo, you are a little girl, you want to talk to Han Yunrong...you are not afraid at all?"

Zhu Chuo’s Xiao Jiaoyan face finally blushed: “If you are naturally afraid of others, you are not afraid of Han Yunrong. And you don’t understand, that kind of thing is very comfortable.”

Zhu Yi frowned, wondering: "How do you know Shu is uncomfortable?"

Zhu Chuo coughed twice: "It was written in the script. And when I was in Shenghe Palace, I accidentally heard Zhu Xiuce and Jiaofangsi that Aya Ji..." Zhu Chuo was still embarrassed after all, and his voice became smaller and smaller. It was like a mosquito buzzing: "Then Ling Ji called out so comfortable, begging Zhu Xiuce to keep with her."

Zhu Yi squeezed his fingers, didn't he... Actually there are still screaming, shouldn't it be stopped? Like she couldn't cope with Xie Ying's long request every time.

"In short, if the woman feels uncomfortable, either he doesn't like the man, or the man's "kung fu" is not good." Zhu Chuo concluded with "great knowledge and knowledge", but she stole from the private words of Aunt Liu and others. Heard.

Zhu Yi’s face slowly turned red, and Zhu Chuo Shen mysteriously said: "I tell you, the third child, this kind of thing is also skillful. We will get married next year. Sooner or later we must know, it is better to know earlier. By then, I will be more comfortable. Like Yan Yuer, she already knows a lot."

Zhu Chuo is just a chatter, she can't stop when she speaks, her snow-white ears are bright red, and she continues to say: "And, do you think there are few girls in the ladies circle who understand these? I heard that there are some of them. Many people have been using the deodorant formulas given by their wives when they were young. For example, Zhen Xi can make his father so obsessed, I'm afraid I would have known this earlier."

"Achu!" Where does Zhu Yi know such many names, she sullen her face, concealing her embarrassment. It was originally she who discouraged Zhu Chuo, but it turned into this kind of dialogue.

Zhu Chuo hurriedly said, "I know Yiyi is shy, so I won't talk about it for the time being."

The two went to the Shuxue Hall for dinner together.

It was the afternoon in a flash, and the princesses naturally couldn't sit still when it was the most suitable time for Mu Tang. Mutang in the snowy winter is simply a joy of life.

Both the empress and the queen mother have their own fixed pools, except for these three springs, the princesses choose everything else. Zhu Jing proposed to go to Mutang, the largest pearl, together. After all, a larger pool is more comfortable. Everyone agreed, and Zhu Yi was not easy to object.

The Pearl Pool is surrounded by a few rods, and the rich green color is holding a pool of clear waves, the milky mist on the water rises, and the dense petals are lightly undulating.

These petals were collected by the servants of the Wengquan Palace as early as the spring and summer, and they were stored in a ceramic pot in the shade, waiting for your masters to take them at any time when the Wengquan Palace arrived in the winter.

The petals absorbed the spring water, the aroma was steamed out by the heat of the soup, and the whole pool was filled with a warm fragrance, as if a hundred flowers bloom in winter.

Because of other plans, Zhu Yi dangled in the dressing room for a while, watching Zhu Chuo and the others couldn't wait to get into the water before taking off their dresses.

Zhu Yi saw a big red golden silk peony leno cloth at Zhu Chuo's place last night, and took it away, just to wrap his chest to the base of his legs tightly. Although it was a thin layer, it was wound like this for a few times. , Is enough to hide the traces Xie Ying left on her body.

Zhu Yi had long thought of Mutang in Wengquan Palace, but he didn't want to be ruined by Xie Ying.

She walked towards the spring pool, and several girls in the pool looked over. The red gauze just covered her plump chest and round buttocks, but she saw a large piece of Sai Xue Qishuang's skin and the bright red gauze. It outlines the enchanting ups and downs that make the woman face red, and a pair of evenly white and tender long legs are exposed under the red gauze, from the plump thigh roots to the slender ankles, everything is exquisite and feminine. In addition to that bright and beautiful face...

Yan Yuer's first thought after returning to God was that Zhu Yi was like this, if Xie Ying and his brother were to see...

Zhu Yi raised his foot and stepped into the pool. The red coral ring between his ankles is also eye-catching.

Zhu Chuo exclaimed with excitement: "The third child, I'm about to have a nosebleed!" Then he shook his legs, like a dexterous fish, swimming towards Zhu Yi from the depths of the water.

Zhu Yi leaned on the rock wall and sat on the edge of the pool where the water is the shallowest, lightly chatting about Zhu Chuo's exaggeration. In fact, Zhu Chuo's figure is also graceful and graceful, but she is not too beautiful. She hopes to be born like Zhu Chuo.

"Let me see, when did you make a hoop and put it on your feet?" Zhu Chuo went to grab Zhu Yi's feet. Zhu Yi was guilty of heart and couldn't follow him to death. The two of them were making a fuss, and they didn't notice anything aside. Yan Yuer looked at Zhu Yi's feet thoughtfully, her eyes darkened.